Hi. It’s me again.I’m having a bit of a day.My dog decided to climb up on the coffee table and make a boo boo.Not as in hurt himself.A crap crap.As in crapped on the table on top of the clothes that I was going to finish folding.On another note, Lucky (my dog) has been hopping onto the kitchen table chairs THAT MY CHILDREN REFUSE TO PUSH IN AFTER THEY HAVE EATEN, and he has been eating their dinners straight off their plates.Not good.ESPECIALLY since he is on a new vegetarian dog food diet that Read more […]

It just occurred to me that in September, I wrote and cried and slobbered and prayed to you about my Poppy Pops. I cried about his heart transplant surgery and how I felt like I was dying inside. I moaned about my regrets, wishes and hopes, and I how I needed him HERE to be a part of all of that.I needed him NOT to die.And he almost did.In fact, if you ask him, he would tell you he almost did. More than once. From fever. From kidney failure. From a crazy one-eyed heavy-handed nurse. That’s another Read more […]

Hi! I’m Nicole. And I like food A LOT. I dream about it, write about it, and I relate everything in my life to it. Here you’ll find stories about my four darling girls Shelbi (17), Bella (13), Soledad (11) And Phoebe (8), and how they relate to pasta, eggplant, and chocolate. I have a husband too. He’s a rockstar. Not actually. Just in my heart, that is made of Jello. See, I told you. It all relates.